From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blowI been in some big towns an' heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I knowA woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when… - Johnny Mercer
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when…
- Johnny Mercer
It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics. - Johnny Mercer
It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics.
Things never are as bad as they seem. - Johnny Mercer
Things never are as bad as they seem.
Fools rush in, where wise men never go, But wise men never fall in love, so how are they to know? - Johnny Mercer
Fools rush in, where wise men never go, But wise men never fall in love, so how are they to know?
Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again. - Johnny Mercer
Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again.
You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmative.Don't mess with mister inbetween. - Johnny Mercer
You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positiveE-lim-i-nate the negativeAnd latch on to the affirmative.Don't mess with mister inbetween.
Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with SpringWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows in the rainTo a blossom covered lane?And in your … - Johnny Mercer
Skylark,Have you seen a valley green with SpringWhere my heart can go a-journeying,Over the shadows in the rainTo a blossom covered lane?And in your …
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold S… - Johnny Mercer
The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold S…
You must write for the waste basket. - Johnny Mercer
You must write for the waste basket.
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